No, this is not an Onion article; this exists.
Conceptual poet Kenneth Goldsmith’s work is simultaneously among the most mundane and the most maddeningly provocative writing being done today.
A few years ago, I published a super-boring book that was a radio transcription of a Yankees–Red Sox game. I included everything that was on the radio, from the pre-game show to the ads to the broadcast-booth patter.
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When the book was published, I sent a copy to the Yankees organization. Naturally, I never heard from them.
Clearly, Goldsmith missed his true calling as a court reporter, instead of a “conceptual poet.”
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